Student Teacher #1: Crissia Yummie Fortaliza (COMPLETE ✅)

Chapter 16

"Eyes on your paper. Stop talking with your seat mate if you have a question regarding with your test paper ask me." I said as I looked around the room.

"Excuse me, Miss Fortaliza."

I gaze my sight to the man who just arrived.

Hindi ko na maalala ang pangalan nito but, as I remembered It was Drystan's friend. One of the student council here in Realson's academy.

"Yes po?"

I walk towards him.

"Dean want to talk with you." He answered before looking at my back. "Right now."

My brows furrowed. "But—"

He cut me off. "I will be your substitute for awhile."

Napatango naman ako. "Okay." Hinarap ko ang section M na tumigil na pala sa pag sagot at nasa amin na ang tingin lalo na si Xyvion na kunot ang noo. I smiled at them. "So, guys, he will be my substitute for awhile 'cause Mr. Dean wanted to talk with me—"

"I will come with you." Sambit ni Xyvion.

Nakita ko ang pag taas ng kilay nitong magiging substitute ko for awhile dahil sa sinabi ni Xyvion. "You're not Miss Fortaliza so, why would you?"

Napangiwi ako sa sinabi nito. I looked at Xyvion. Mas lalong kumunot ang kaniyang noo at nagsalubong ang kaniyang mga kilay, hindi nagustuhan ang sinabi ng lalaki.

"No need. Babalik naman agad ako, focus with your test paper please." Mahinahong sambit ko. "Don't be mean at him, behave." I warned them.

Xyvion rolled his eyes kaya napailing na lamang ako.

I stare at my substitute for awhile. "Sige, alis na ako." I said and smiled.

Tumango ito at ngumiti rin kaya nag lakad na ako patungo sa Dean's office.

"Good morning po, Mr. Dean." I greeted him as I entered his office.

He nods. "Be seated, Miss Fortaliza."

Umupo ako sa tinuro niyang upuan.

"Ano pong pag uusapan natin, Mr. Dean?" I asked.

"It's about your demo teaching here in Realson's Academy and your relationship with the president of section M."

As I heard about that my heart beat so fast.

Napakurap-kurap ako. Bawal ba ang ginagawa namin?

"Ba-bakit po?" I nervously asked.

"One of the student teacher here said that you have a relationship with the president of section M, is it true?" E asked.

Napalunok ako. "Yes po." I answered at hindi umiwas ng tingin. "Is it bawal po ba?" I asked.

Ngumiti si Mr. Dean at umiling-iling. "It's not prohibited unless there's special treatment."

"Wala po." Agad kong sambit.

"Well, your instructor Mr. Valentino said that you're good in demo teaching but, still I will change your schedule because of some reasons, not because I don't have a trust on you. Magaling at matalino ka, Miss Fortaliza. Hindi lang si Mr. Valentino ang nakapansin noon, maging ako at ang iba pang mga guro na nag o-obserbara sayo sa bawat demo teaching mo na ginagawa."

I smiled. "Yes po, it's okay lang po with me." I said as I absorb what he just said.

Ang kabang naramdaman ko kanina ay biglang nawala. Nakakataba ng puso ang mga sinabi niya. Hearing those complements from Mr. Dean made my day.

"So, you will demo at section D, Z and T from tuesday, wednesday and thursday to prove that there's no special treatment and that you're good in doing your teaching demonstration. Only Monday and Friday your schedule for demo at section M."

"Noted po." Masayang sambit ko.

"That's all. You can leave now and good luck." He said, smiling.

"Thank you, Mr. Dean." I said as I stand up. "Good bye po, have a nice day ahead." Dagdag ko pa bago tuluyang lumabas sa kaniyang office.

• • •

Parang kahapon lang kausap ko lang si Mr. Dean sa office niya pero ngayon ay nasa labas na ako ng room ng section D— I walk out.  5 days na akong nag de-demo teaching sa kanila.

Ganito pala sa pakiramdam. Nakakainis, nakakasakit. Paano kaya naha-handle ng mga successful na guro ang kanilang mga istudyante? Lalo na kung ang mga istudyante na iyon ay pasaway. Tulad ng section D, tuwing ako na ang mag de-demo teaching sa kanila nagkakagulo sila, tuwing mag sasalita ako sa harapan nila mag sasalita rin sila. Pag dating sa quiz pero dos, uno at itlog pa ang mga score nila.

Pinag puyatan kong gawin ang dini-discuss ko sa kanila, maayos naman ang discussion ko sa kanila ngunit sila, sila ang 'di maayos.

Seeing them not paying attention on my discussion, seeing them not listening on my warnings, seeing them not seriously doing the activity I gave to them makes my heart broke into pieces.

Nakakabastos. Nakakapagod. Nakakapagod pala maging guro.

Because of the tiredness i felt and the wrong doings they did towards me, I break down in front of them. I shouted. I cried in front of them, asking what's wrong, what I did to them to receive those action.

'You're the reason why she's dead. Now tell me, tell us, why would I either us respect you?' 

And thier answer makes me confused. I'm not that bad, hindi ako mamamatay tao.

Thier accusing me. Wala akong kinalaman sa pagkamatay noong babae sa banyo!

I wiped my tears while walking, I calmed my self. Class hours pa kaya wala akong nakakasalubong na mga istudyante dito sa hallway.

Papunta ako sa room ng section M. May demo teaching ako sa kanila later before uwian. It's friday.

It's been two months na rin pala nang mag simula ang teaching demonstration ko dito sa Realson's Academy. Dalawang linggo na lang matatapos na rin. Parang kailan lang.

Dalawang linggo na nga lang ngunit parang mahihirapan pa ako. Pinapahirapan nila ako. Hindi ko naman kasalan ang nangyari doon sa babae, kahit ako gulat sa nangyari. I don't deserve those action they did on me.

Kung ang section M ay maingay, makulit at pilyo sa klase sila iba, mga demonyo ang section D! Siguro they planned that, sila din siguro ang nag sabi kay Mr. Dean. They want me to suffer because of the crime I didn't do.

"Crissia!" Sigaw ni Max.

Siya ang unang nakapansin sa'kin, masyado silang busy. Walang guro pero may mga ginagawa sila.

I force a smile.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Xyvion asked, nag mamadali siyang lumapit sa'kin maging ang kaklase niya.

I shook my head and spread my arms. Xyvion hugged me tightly. I started to cry again. Ang bigat-bigat sa pakiramdam.

"Who made you cry, hmmm?" He asked in a low tone. "Who made my baby cry?"

Hindi ako sumagot. I cried on his broad chest. Binuhos ko sa pag iyak ang pagod, sakit, inis at galit na nararamdaman.

Kapagod pala maging guro. Parang ayaw ko na maging guro.

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